You never see clearly, till you stop crying I never found it, until I stopped trying I stumbled upon you, and fell through the ceiling tiles
I started a fire to smoke out my treasons I tore down a building to pick up the pieces And now on a clear glass wall, I can see our fate But it’s a little too late
Oh, if you’re hearing this I must have made it through Oh, when the clouds above open up through my window I’ll see the sky’s still blue
You never hold onto what we believe in I think I've lost you, tell me I'm dreaming Why do we wait to live till we begin to die?
I made the incision, I begged and I borrowed I traded my vision for heartache and sorrow But now that I’ve found my sight I finally realize I was born to go blind
Oh, if you’re hearing this I must have made it through Oh, when the clouds above open up through my window I’ll see the sky’s still blue
Oh, if you’re hearing this I must have made it through Oh, if you’re hearing this I’ll see the sky’s still blue
Oh, if you’re hearing this I must have made it through Oh, when the clouds above open up through my window I’ll see the sky’s still blue
Oh, if you’re hearing this I must have made it through Oh, if you’re hearing this I must have made it through